Bride of Mr.Billion (Bella and Herbert)
Chapter 283

Chapter 283

Bella's POV: I was still unwilling to accept any help from Herbert. "Why are you so stubborn?" Herbert was a little annoyed. "From the first day you met me, you should have known my character. Is there any need to continue with this topic?" I replied.

Herbert was silent, but I could tell that he was very depressed. Lucas immediately stood up and said to Herbert, "Daddy, you shouldn't force mommy to accept your idea." "That's between adults. Don't interefere," said Herbert.

However, Lucas was not afraid at all. He raised his head and said seriously, "Mommy is living on her own. She is an independent mommy. She has her own ideas. We should support her." "How do you know so much?" Herbert was surprised. Lucas raised his chin and said proudly, "Dad, these are what you usually told me." Herbert rolled his eyes and turned to leave. After the door was closed, I couldn't help laughing. Seeing me laugh, Lucas stepped forward and hugged my thigh. He looked up and asked, "Mommy, you're finally laughing. Are you not angry anymore?" "How do you know that Mommy was angry?" I reached out and touched his head. "Your expression just now was very serious and a little fierce." Lucas's eyes were round, blue, and very beautiful. "Really?" I couldn't help frowning. Why didn't I feel that I was very fierce? Although I argued with Herbert for a while, I controlled my emotions well.

"Yes." Lucas nodded heavily. "It's because I didn't control my emotions well," I said with a gentle smile. Lucas hesitated for a moment, and then suddenly said, "Mommy, I realized that daddy is afraid of you!" Hearing this, I raised my eyebrows. "Nonsense. How can your daddy be afraid of anyone?" "Daddy is not afraid of anyone but he is afraid of Mommy. Every time after he argued with Mommy, he would always hit his own fist against the wall. If he wasn't afraid of you, why would he only vent his anger on the wall?" Luas looked at me with a pair of innocent big eyes. Hearing this, I stopped talking. But in my heart, I was very shocked, and I felt a little bit of psychological pain in my hand. "Mommy, what are you thinking about?" I didn't speak for a long time, and Lucas pulled me to ask. I quickly came to my senses and said "I'm thinking about what to make for you as dinner." "I want to eat pasta." Lucas immediately shouted. "Okay, I'll cook for you now." I pinched his chubby face and then turned into the kitchen.

Today, when I was preparing dinner, the little fellow's words always came to my mind.

I had a strange feeling in my heart. In the early summer, I decided to stop breastfeeding Lucky. Although it was true that a mother could let a baby drink her milk until the baby turned two years old. But I didn't want to be a mother like that for the time being. I didn't feed Lucky milk during the day, and she cried so hard that her face turned red. I endured it. No matter how much Lucky cried and made a fuss, I wouldn't give her food or milk. In the end, she didn't eat or drink. Neither did she play or sleep. She just grabbed my shirt and didn't let go.

I had never seen such a stubborn child.

A day passed. I was very anxious, and my heart ached when I saw her sad face. It wasn't until that night when Joey got off work that I saw my savior. Joey could not help but frown when she saw Lucky on the sofa bed tugging at my shirt, refusing to let go. "You really stopped breastfeeding her?" "She's already one year and three months old. How can I continue to breastfeed?" I said impatiently. "It doesn't matter. You worry too much. Some babies have been fed until they're two years old. Am I right, Lucky?" Joey bent down and picked her up. But no matter how hard she tried to coax her, Lucky was still crying. Joey wandered in the room for half an hour, holding Lucky in her arms. Lucky stopped crying and was probably really hungry. Finally, she began to drink milk. "Why is this child so stubborn? She's really like you!" Joey looked at Lucky in her arms. I shook my head helplessly. "By the way, did you get your shot? You'll get mastitis if you don't," Joey warned me.

couldn't help frowning. "She has been crying all day. How can I have time to go for it? Now the clinic is closed. I'll probably go there tomorrow."

"Then you can get up early tomorrow morning. I can help you watch Lucky for a while. I will go on a business trip tomorrow morning for a week. Ah, if I had known that you would really stop giving Lucky breast milk, I would have postponed this business trip!" Joey said with a frown. "Don't worry, go to work. I guess she won't make any trouble after tomorrow. Besides, you need the allowance from the business trip. You need this month's salary to pay for your bag!" I shook my head and said with a smile.

Joey was really scared of living a poor life. Recently, she spent a lot of money. A few days ago, she spent more than 10,000 dollars buying a luxury bag, which made me dumbfounded. "I'm enjoying life, okay? don't want to be like you, working so hard every day just for these two

children." Joey pouted at Lucky in her arms. "This is how great maternal love is. You'll know once you become a mother." I looked at Lucky lovingly.

Perhaps she had cried too hard during the day, so the little fellow fell asleep in bed soon.

I could finally lie down. Untit I woke up in pain in the middle of the night.